I just did it again: referred to my iPod as a Walkman. And I was already over 30 when the Walkman appeared, or at least when I first heard about it.
I remember a co-worker, some thirty years ago, painting an amusing picture of the nursing home of the future, full of decrepit hippies demanding Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin on the Muzak. The delivery system may be iPods and iPhones and such instead of Muzak, but I think the time is almost upon us.
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